Walls closing ribs breaking it's getting harder to breathe
Nightmare after nightmare never the sameBones cracking, bones shattered
Blood running down the box
the box of unknown
the box of my mindIt's unpleasant thoughts every day
Staring at the knife that was once me
It's so close but yet so farI'm praying to the devil
lungs burning 10,000 fires of lightning bolts
It's waking up feeling undergroundThen death comes and the world quiet down and everything is perfectly the way I want it
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Poetry poetry
PoetryThis is a book about poetry for darkness, the happiness and everything in between